Who can love like mother?
Who will think upon my covering
when I bed the night?
Your demise still pierce my heart
Like flower in the depth of winter
Like leafs in the blossom of harmattan.
Except God, there is no one else
to groom my thoughts like hannah
I am always sad, so sad with these thoughts
Ah!
Not even a penny of love was returned
I will forever tend to your lay
with complains..'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem on mamma. wonderful. thanks that you show such lovely expressions in your poem for your lovely mummy. God bless you. tony